Sunday, January 07, 2007

The weather's been gloomy since yesterday. Hubby asked me a question on what will i do if our place shows signs of getting flooded, and he's not in town. I just said, "Run". He asked, "Run where?" And i replied, "Somewhere high perhaps?" To which the next question was, " What's high?" And i told him, "Climb up to the roof?" And when the next question came, I told him to shut the fuck up and let me eat in peace.

Well, in reality, what if... (choi, choi, choiiiii) the flood really comes unexpectedly? Where do i go? Am i prepared to flee? How do i flee? Leave everything behind? Just put Malcolm in the sling and flee with Gordon in my arms? I dont know... i really dont know... It's a relieve that today's news report says, "Storm threat fizzles, but yellow alert up north stays". At least i dont have to spend the rest of the days in a blur after all.